February 2012
12 posts
“If you stick a knife in my back nine inches and pull it out six inches, that’s...”
– Malcolm X (via warriorsrise)
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A poem about Life
You fucked me.
You fucked me over and over till I couldn’t take no more.
I screamed out RAPE RAPE! but I couldn’t escape
and I looked to my left and others had the same fate.
They told me you’d be hard but I just couldn’t fathom,
all the discrepancies we’d have and now…look what’s happened.
and It was all good between us when the years hadn’t...
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A poem from a broken Heart
Is it better to have loved and lost,
than to have never loved at all?
all, the heart break and cries I swear I would trade it all.
Cause if I never met you, I would have never let you
rip me open, rape my emotions inside
then decide to just leave me broken,
toss my spirit aside.
And I cried so much without showing my tears,
I was an empty shell that associated love with fear.
And now my...
